THE JEWEL
There is this cave
In the air behind my body
That nobody is going to touch:
A cloister, a silence
Closing around a blossom of fire.
When I stand upright in the wind,
My bones turn to dark emeralds.
“A blossom of fire…”
November 10, 2007 by Sandra Wells
an incredible piece. all my senses are flushed while reading this magnificent gem.